By the time we reached Morgan I just had time to pull into the refueling pontoon and fill up before reaching the town wharf and mooring for the night....Dinner was in a pub Anne wearing a silk dress she bought in Hong Kong six months previously, it left little to the imagination to Tim and Tony as well as the other men in the pub dining room. After dinner we made our way carefully back to the houseboat, that night Anne stayed the night with me leaving the guys frustrated in their beds for a. I met Martyn there. He was an amazing musician who had curly black hair, was crazy tall and had massive hands. You know... for playing the piano. But you knew he had a massive dick. We became fast friends and he was the first male friend I made after I came out as gay. I fell for him. Hard. It hurt. And if I had known we wouldn't be friends now, I'd have tried harder to get in those boxers!What Really Happened.When I was eighteen, I went on the college music tour to Amsterdam. I was going to be. Like always, I was horny for some dick but this time I really hoped to get my ass filled with cock instead or just sucking out a nut so I posted an ad on the local website looking for someone that was in need of some ass. I got a couple replies but none of them interested me until I got one from a local black man that was looking for some booty to stuff. Mmmmmmm, I do love being a slut for black cock so of course I was excited to return his email and eager to set up a fuck session. There was. Tina was a great friend but also a great woman too. She stood about 5’5′ with shoulder length brunette hair that she usually wore tucked behind her ears. Her eyes were peculiar in that they seemed to change colors depending on her outfit. Bob joked with her about them, telling her she was a close relative to a chameleon. Not only did they change colors, but also they could keep you captive. Whenever she spoke of something she was passionate about, they would come alive and glitter like a Fourth.